pc catchall for ray (selfimmolates)

[requiemed]

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[selfimmolates]

[...

he just groans.]

I'm going to have to deal with people constantly asking me that, aren't I?

[kill him now.]

[requiemed]

Yeah, pretty much.

[At least she's honest, or something.]

You'd be curious if it was the other way around, right?

[selfimmolates]

There are some people here who I wouldn't be surprised to see covered in sparkles...

[requiemed]

[The smile she was wearing grows a fraction.]

You can't say that and not name names, you know.

[selfimmolates]

Rachel Berry's weird enough that I could buy it. Sieg seems like a doormat who'd just go along with it. if Senri hadn't told me he hates glitter, I wouldn't have bat an eye at him doing whatever. Madoka seems like she'd enjoy it, maybe.

At least those people.

[requiemed]

Senri hates glitter? He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would hate glitter. You're probably right about Rachel.

[She doesn't wait for him to respond before she continues.]

Also, you didn't answer the first question.

[selfimmolates]

Yup. He hates it with emphasis, for that matter. It's potentially something to use against him in the future.

[ray is a bad person to admit weakness to,]

Got cursed by a god. That's all.

[requiemed]

Wow. That's unexpectedly savage.

[Who hurt you, Ray!!]

What'd you do?

[selfimmolates]

He deserves it, trust me.

[senri. senri did.]

Unappreciated offering.

[requiemed]

Jeez, tell me how you really feel. What did he do?

[There's an inch of sympathy in her expression, but it's clear enough that she still mostly just finds it funny.]

I guess their punishments are going to be pretty creative.

[selfimmolates]

Have you met the guy?

[ugh.]

Yeah, well. Moral of the story: be careful not to piss off the gods.

[requiemed]

Yeah? He seems fine to me. I guess he's a little excitable, but...

[She looks down at herself, then gives a pointed glance to all that glitter.]

It seems like I'm doing alright so far. But I didn't introduce myself... I'm Zoe.

[She sticks out a hand.]

[selfimmolates]

Way too excitable.

[while ray is an armed, rude 12-year-old shit, he's not a completely rude shit, so he takes zoe's hand.]

Ray. Nice to meet you, barring the circumstances.

[requiemed]

And your solution to that is to orchestrate a glitter attack eventually.

[It's joking, at least, as she gives his hand a shake and then lets go.]

Nice to meet you, too. I'm kind of surprised they brought someone your age here... Not that you're not capable or whatever.

[selfimmolates]

I'm kind of surprised they brought you here. Unless your statue omitted a lot, compared to the ninjas, spirits, soldiers, androids, and whatnot running around, you seem remarkably... normal.

[requiemed]

[Dryly:]

Maybe I'm a superhero in my free time. You never know.

[selfimmolates]

[just as dryly:]

Yeah? And what would your superpower be?

[requiemed]

Oh, you know. Flying, invisibility, x-ray vision... The whole package.

[It's still dry, but there's a hint of a smile there now.]

[selfimmolates]

Heh. What lightning bolt hit you? That's how some superheroes started, right?

[requiemed]

I was thinking a radioactive spider, but I guess that wouldn't make me fly.

[Hm.]

Maybe I got bitten by a radioactive bird.

[selfimmolates]

Honestly, I'd be kind of impressed if you got bitten by a bird. That, or wonder what the hell you did to piss it off.

[requiemed]

Right. Zoe Murphy, tormentor of birds.

[A smirk.]

[selfimmolates]

Careful, there's a guy with a crow walking around here.

[requiemed]

I'll survive. Laser vision, remember?

[selfimmolates]

You're going to kill the bird? Harsh.